I pulled out one of the illustrated works on fifth millennium art. The synthetic leather and heavy dura-plasti pages were beautiful, and with a minima... amount of care the art book would last thousands of years. I tucked the heavy book under my arm and headed off to a comfortable sitting area near Chanah's bedroom.I stopped in my own bedroom first and took a quick shower, changing from my wedding robe into some loose house clothing. Then I went back out and settled into something Michal had. And said…” u are the only one who have spoken soft words to me…u had patience to listen to my story…thanks for ur care…for this i want to dedicate myself to u….pls use me and make me happy and u too get happy.. I was in heaven..but careful…i softly pulled her to my hug and embraced her warmly…then we laid on the bed…she was wearing black blouse..red saree..pink petticoat..and black panty…i made myself nude. then slowly i moved my hands over her legs…lifted her saree along with petticoat till he. Things were soon to get worse - a lot worse!Returning to her lounge, she opened the drinks cabinet. One by one, each and every bottle was opened and its precious inebriating fluids sent to join the gin and tonic on a long journey through the sewers to the sea, or wherever. "There'll be a few pissed rats tonight," she thought! Having performed this tremendous and doubtfully sane deed of self-denial she looked long and hard at the cat."You're getting as fat as I am, Mr. Smith - and it won't do!"A. . or Uh!" She came and came hard and I still hadn't gotten my hand in her pants yet.As she quieted down, I slowed down on my rubbing and squeezing of her crotch. I could feel the heat of her pussy through her shorts. After a few more rubs and a squeeze or two, I moved my hand up to her belly. Since she had undone the button to her shorts earlier, all I had to do was to unzip them and slide my hand under the elastic of her panties. What awaited me was a hot, juicy, and very bare teenaged pussy..